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Chapter 930 - 677 Dust (Wishing everyone an early 520 happy day!)_2

Chapter 930: 677 Dust (Wishing everyone an early 520 happy day!)_2

Yet, up to this point, both of them should still be in a state of mutual respect.

This is beyond what "amorous but not lewd" could describe.

If it had been 99.99% of men, they probably couldn’t have been such gentlemen.

Jiang Chen couldn’t tell whether his good friend’s change was for better or worse.

"Is this the place?"

Forty minutes later, upon reaching the destination marked by the navigation, Luo Peng parked the car.

Jiang Chen nodded and pushed the door to get out.

Luo Peng followed suit, joining Jiang Chen in entering an unassuming restaurant on the street corner.

Due to frequent social engagements, Luo Peng had at least heard of the renowned upscale dining establishments in East Sea if he hadn’t dined in all of them, but he had never heard of this one.

Nevertheless, he wasn’t picky and muttered as they walked, "Jiang Chen, what’s our relationship that we need to stand on ceremony like this? Besides, it’s just a meal, why go so far? There’s a restaurant with good food right under the office building..."

"Hello, do you have a reservation?"

A waiter approached.

"My name is Jiang."

Jiang Chen said.

Hearing this, the waiter immediately responded, "Mr. Jiang, please follow me."

This restaurant didn’t have a main hall and even its private rooms were limited, the decor was rather plain, but perhaps because Luo Peng was too accustomed to sumptuous settings, he actually felt a sense of returning to simplicity here.

The waiter led them to a private room, then knocked, and after a few seconds, opened the door and gestured for them to enter.

"Please come in."

Jiang Chen nodded and walked in.

Luo Peng trailed behind him.

Jiang Chen probably hadn’t come here just to treat him to a meal, as there were already several middle-aged men seated in the private room.

Luo Peng instinctively surveyed the room and suddenly realized he recognized one of them.

"Little Jiang."

Upon seeing them enter, Luo Peng thought the familiar man quickly got up with a warm smile to greet them. His frame was slim, he wore glasses, and he was dressed in a plain, unremarkable black suit with no outstanding features.

After observing the person for a moment, a flash of realization struck Luo Peng, leaving him shocked!

He knew who it was!

Liu Yiming!

Many might find the name unfamiliar, certainly not as well-known as Bian Zaide, founder of Hippo Group, but in terms of status in the Shenzhou business world, he was arguably no less influential than the renowned Bian Zaide!

In a time when it was increasingly hard for ordinary people to make their mark, with various industries dominated by monopolistic giants, he single-handedly carved out a new path. The technology company he founded, "Planetary Rhythm," ignited the Shenzhou mainland with the force of a thunderbolt and its Starry Sky app, boasting hundreds of millions of users, powerfully entered the international market, becoming an indisputable Internet titan.

In the realm of short videos, Planetary Rhythm relied on Starry Sky. It wasn’t that they had no competitors; rather, they were in a league of their own. With the terrifying traffic accumulated from short videos, Starry Sky struck while the iron was hot, venturing into live streaming, e-commerce, cultural tourism... It expanded like an octopus inflating rapidly, its tentacles reaching into all directions.

Young Master Luo was no stranger to the limelight. Born into a privileged family and now serving as the CEO of Tianci Capital, he interacted with high society’s who’s who, but the fact that Jiang Chen brought him to dine with Liu Yiming ruffled the tranquility in his heart.

Compared to Liu Yiming, the businessmen he encountered with fortunes in the hundreds of millions, even tens of billions, suddenly seemed no more significant than average.

"Mr. Liu, a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Chen seemed oblivious to the inner turmoil of his good friend, greeting him with a calm smile.

Birds of a feather flock together.

To dine at the same table with a super magnate like Liu Yiming meant that the others around the table must also be extraordinary.

Without exception, seeing Liu Yiming stand up, they too rose to their feet, all smiles without the slightest air of hubris, quite approachable.

It was indeed their first meeting.

It wasn’t that he was unfamiliar with Liu Yiming, but meeting in person as "Jiang Chen" was a first.

Liu Yiming, a heavyweight in the business community, assessed Jiang Chen casually and said with a smile, "You’re being too modest. I heard about you even before you graduated."

He was of course referring to the earlier incident where Jiang Chen, under the handle "Emperor" in the Emperor’s group chat, arranged for a luxury house purchase for Li Shuru.

Of course.

Liu Yiming definitely didn’t know that the Emperor was this young man himself, but he was aware that a young man had inspected the mansion, presumably the Emperor’s nephew or younger relative.

"Before you graduated."

Luo Peng was even more shocked, slowly turning his head to look at Jiang Chen with eyes as wide as bells.

Jiang Chen’s transformation seemed to have started in his senior year. Could it be because of... Liu Yiming?

"Come, sit."

Liu Yiming beckoned, and as a super tycoon among the top in Shenzhou, surprisingly, he put on no airs at all.

"Let’s go."

Jiang Chen said with ease.

Luo Peng could only follow him to his seat, dumbfounded.

Liu Yiming enthusiastically introduced Jiang Chen to the other few seated there, one of whom was also in the "Emperor" group.

Jiang Chen was composed and unassuming, engaging in lively conversation with several high-standing business magnates.

Including Liu Yiming, it seemed as if all the tycoons treated him like their nephew or grandson.

In such a setting, even the usually carefree Young Master Luo didn’t dare to interject casually, sitting upright and more earnest than he probably had ever been during his school days.

If one said that every person was a frog trapped at the bottom of a well.

Then these tycoons must represent the very limits of the well of Shenzhou.

Looking at their affable expressions, Luo Peng gained a clearer understanding of Jiang Chen’s mysterious and unfathomable "family background."

Without uttering a word, he picked up a glass of water to quell his astonishment.

"This is my good buddy, the CEO of Tianci Capital, Luo Peng."

Jiang Chen, who coped with the situation with ease, hadn’t forgotten his good brother and introduced him to the few magnates.

Their dormitory had now made it onto the promotional brochure for distinguished alumni of East Sea University, yet with the current scale of Tianci Capital, they were truly not qualified to interact with tycoons of this level.

Of course.

What Liu Yiming valued was not the company Tianci Capital itself.

This business giant, who had reaped no small gains from the encirclement of K.E Group, had his eyes behind his glasses quietly flicker when he heard the word "Tianci," then he said with a joyful smile, "The future of a country lies entirely with its youth. I now fully believe that Shenzhou will continue to soar and flourish."

"Such a young CEO, it’s actually my first time encountering one. It seems that Jiangshan always has new talents emerging, and it is time to accept that we can’t resist growing old."

Another magnate exclaimed with a smile.

Luo Peng was not someone inexperienced with the world either, and realizing the painstaking reason why Jiang Chen brought him here, he didn’t pretend to be deaf or dumb any longer and quickly said, "You’re too kind, sirs. We’re still quite immature and can’t shoulder too heavy a burden yet. We still need you sages to lead the way and offer us more opportunities to learn and grow."

The few magnates upon hearing this burst into laughter.

"Little Luo, I like what you said. Although I am delighted to see young people getting better and better, I’m really not ready to retire so soon," Liu Yiming joked.

It should be known that among today’s top-tier business magnates, Liu Yiming was probably the youngest. He was just in his early forties, a full cycle younger than the often-compared Bian Zaide.

Little Luo.

This title was one Luo Peng hadn’t heard in a long time. The entrepreneurs he had previously interacted with, even though they were all older than him, would courteously call him "Director Luo."

Of course, Luo Peng had no complaints whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt honored and began to make use of his smooth-talking skills cultivated from his past romantic escapades to converse with the several business magnates.

"Little Jiang, regarding the matter with Yin Dailan, someone has passed on a message."

Liu Yiming chatted with Jiang Chen.

"Did they approach Mr. Liu directly?"

"No."

Liu Yiming shook his head with a smile, "It was a vice president in charge of Starry Sky operations who they reached out to, and then I found out."

Indeed.

Not just anyone would be able to speak with someone of Liu Yiming’s stature.

Managing to get in touch with the vice president responsible for Starry Sky operations was already quite a feat.

"Indeed, we shouldn’t allow such matters to take up too much of the public’s resources. It’s good to quell the heat a bit," Jiang said calmly.

"The entertainment industry indeed has become quite muddied nowadays. Artists don’t focus on their craft, and it’s hard to pick out a few who truly want to act. It’s good to give those celebrities a wake-up call," Liu Yiming said in a rather indifferent tone, and after speaking, he didn’t continue the topic.

Yet the fate of some people might be determined within that simple sentence.

Human society is nothing but a food chain wrapped in a cloak of civilization.

What of being a top star.

What of an eight-figure salary.

In front of true capital’s might, they are as insignificant as a speck of dust on the ground.